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You Might Be a Service Brat if...

If you thought the instructors in basic weren't nearly as scary as the old man.

If you knew what heartbreak hill was before you ever got to Cornwallis
 
When you miss hearing aircraft starting their engines and taking off in the early morning!!

When you were threatened with the size nine combat boot in the arse!!!    >:D
 
When you can distinguish the sound of firing and impact in the Gagetown ranges from the Oromocto mall, and can identify whether it is LAV fire, 50 cal, Leopard or (my personal favorite...) 105mm guns FFE. AND you are still a civilian. ;)
 
Uplands: '60 to '63
Marville: '63 to '67
Metz: '67
Lahr: '68 to '69  (Flew out Nov. 1st.  Flight was re-scheduled so that the families with kids could trick-or-treat the night before.  Mom smuggled my hamster "Schnitzel" back in her purse.)
Cold Lake: '69 to '70
Borden: '70 to '78

...if you can claim to have climbed every tank, APC and artillery piece in Lancaster Park
...if you ever shanked a ball onto the grenade range from the #4 fairway at the Anderson Park Golf Course.  (maybe it's #5)
...if you knew all the different types of ordnance that SHOULD NOT BE PICKED UP because of the annual presentation by the MP's
...if you knew where to find all the different types of ordnance that SHOULD NOT BE PICKED UP  ;D
...if your Scoutmaster was qualified to teach you *more* than was in the official Scout handbook
...if you've ever said "f%#@in' civvies" before your 15th birthday
...if you and your teenage friends ever decided to "have some fun" with the BDF during an exercise
 
-If you had more overseas time accumulated before you joined than any of your staff had combined.

:D
 
your sister was commonly known as the "Vandoo Groundsheet"
Mommy would go to the Camelot every time daddy was on a Combat Team Excercise
Uncle Lou showed up ever time daddy went on a tour



wait wrong thread  :eek:
 
mover1 said:
your sister was commonly known as the "Vandoo Groundsheet"
Mommy would go to the Camelot every time daddy was on a Combat Team Excercise
Uncle Lou showed up ever time daddy went on a tour



wait wrong thread  :eek:


::)      :rofl:  DOH!!!
That was hi-larious!!!
I'm sure my kids can't get a good night sleep unless there's a Herc or Aurora doing a high speed run up.  I know that me and the misses can't!
Maybe it's because I was in cadets that a lot of this sounds familiar and brings back tons of memories!.
Thanks!!!  and for most of you from overseas...danke!
 
CdnArtyWife said:
When you can distinguish the sound of firing and impact in the Gagetown ranges from the Oromocto mall, and can identify whether it is LAV fire, 50 cal, Leopard or (my personal favorite...) 105mm guns FFE. AND you are still a civilian. ;)

I got my niner trained in that. Same spot too..



I remember when she first moved into the PMQ's....(over on St John Ave.).... she heard the 105's going... I told her what is was..and she totally freaked thinking they were firing in her direction. I had to get the map out to show her the impact area.  ;D
 
Anyone remember the Bryan Adams concert in Baden  ;D

I remember having armed escorts on our school buses, don't remember the dates ???
 
Inspir said:
I remember having armed escorts on our school buses, don't remember the dates ???

GW1, 1990...  I was on my CLC in Saultau, missed the works, by the time the course was over so was the war.
 
I remember the armed guys on the bus....thought I was crazy though. Couldn`t remember why they were there...
 
The Gulf war and our involvement made the CFE Establishments prone to be attacked. By such people as the "Red Army Faction" and a few other terrorist groups of the time.
So we were told to guard such Establishments as buses, schools, banks, etc.
I stood outside Guttenburg School for a couple of weeks.
It was great fun.
 
mover1 said:
The Gulf war and our involvement made the CFE Establishments prone to be attacked. By such people as the "Red Army Faction" and a few other terrorist groups of the time.
So we were told to guard such Establishments as buses, schools, banks, etc.
I stood outside Guttenburg School for a couple of weeks.
It was great fun.

I was on the buses. Some of the looks the parents gave us the first day...
 
Man this thread is hilarious...I know know I was a Service brat...


1- I was able to drill at age 8
2- I knew the ranks and the unit
3- I have been on almost more closed base
    - St-hubert (now Close)
    - Lahr (now close)
    - Mont-Apica (now close)
    - Edmonton (not close)
    - Borden (not close)
    - Valcartier (not close)

4- Europopark Ruled!!!
5- Younger, i was able to tell was was fired... (During BMQ I just finished, I impress quite a few with this usless skill)
6- My dad...told things once and no discussion was possible
7- younger...my dad showed me to my bed with 45° Angle
8- Ive shoot allot during army force day (not sur of the term)
9- Could identified vehicle when I saw them


Well... Im A service brat, army brat...this I cannot deny :)
 
Captain Sensible said:
I was there for less than a month when one day I saw/heard a bunch of fighters go over head.  No problem.  Then I heard CFN broadcast a "Snowball". (Snowball?  What the hell is that? I wondered....)  Then, I heard air raid sirens.  (Things that make you go "hmmmm").  Even though I was a civvy, I could still add 1+1+1 and come up with 3.  Jets (1), "Snowball" (2) Air raid siren (3).  That's it: we're at war.  Ain't that just lovely?AHA

OMG, one of the sirens in Langenwinkle (where I lived 33.2.8 ~ if anyone really cares, that's on Hursterhoff Strasse) was mounted directly across the street from my bedroom window and pointed in our direction. Nothing better than O Dark Thirty wake-up calls ...

"Snowball, snowball, snowball ... this is a Canadian Armed Forces snowball, all personnel are to report to their place of duty immediately."

I knew what it was ... and knew that meant dad would be bringing home some of those old ration tins with the bacon. I lived for that crap!! Maybe that's what happened to me?
 
Lahr Brat... 82-86

And Europa-Park kicks Euro Disney in the junk! 

Europa Park has grown, now if I could only work it into a vacation.  I am sure my youngins would get a kick out of Monkey Mountain

 
Dolphin_Hunter said:
Lahr Brat... 82-86

And Europa-Park kicks Euro Disney in the junk! 

Europa Park has grown, now if I could only work it into a vacation.  I am sure my youngins would get a kick out of Monkey Mountain

Monkey Mountain!!  ;D

And for those drooling for the good old days of being babysat by the rides at Europa Park in Rust (like I loved to be) here you go ...

Europa Park ~ Rust

I have got to find that requisite "log-ride" pic next time I'm home to upload it.
 
-You didn't care about the city cops when you went into town.
-You didn't care about the RCMP pulling you over on the highway heading back home to your PMQ
-You actually feared getting pulled over by an MP, chances were they were one of six MP's living within a block from your PMQ, and hiding a speeding/seatbelt ticket was alot harder to hide.
 
I don't count myself as an Army brat per-say cause both of my parents served during WW2 and were long out before I came along however I still think my Mom was one of the toughest drill instructors I have ever met!  Some of the stuff above rings true and here are some things I remember.

You can tie a double Windsor without thinking about it. (and don't really remember not being able to)
You knew how to shine a pair of boots/shoes before you went to Cornwallis.
The kick from a C-1 wasn't a surprise.
Your civvie button down shirts were pressed (by you) before they went into your suitcase for the trip to basic.
You knew how to sharpen a knife and god help you if yours was dull.
Your goal was to strip and assemble a .30 cal Browning blindfolded "just like Dad"
 
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